Alpha’s Rue His Shunned Luna Novels & Stories

He had hair as black as Cruz's that seemed to want to curl, but was cut too short to do so. "Alpha Nolan," Cruz acknowledged with a curt nod, extending his hand for a shake. "Glad you and your pack could make it." "Happy to be here. The Lunaris pack land is the best place to hold the moon festival, seeing as your lands are blessed by Selene herself," Alpha Nolan commented, as if Cruz needed a reminder of this fact. "In fact, they are," Cruz replied, reciprocating the fake polite smile. The air around the Alphas was thick with testosterone, their handshakes so tight that when they finally let go, you could see the blood returning to their extremities.

It sounded so evil, she almost looked like a witch. "I bet you my position as the Luna, there won't come a day like that. I am Trojan's only mate." Her slutty red lips curved into an evil smile. I gulped when she started to walk towards me. Her heels clanking the floor. She was a little taller than me that's why she had to lean downwards to face me like I was a little insect she could step on at any time she likes. "When I become Luna, you will have no other choice, but to watch what I say and what I do. Don't you think you should start off on my good side as the future wife of your Alpha brother?" she said into my face mockingly. My fists turned into a rock. I was about to spit on her face

As the seer blesses our bond, our hands remain clasped, tight, unyielding. Not a gesture of love. A battle line. They call her Luna. They call me Alpha. But only we know what we truly are, enemies in disguise. She rise's first. Of course she does. The new Luna of the Crescent pack. Wrapped in tradition. Bound by duty. Fueled by hate. “Careful, Alpha keep underestimating me and I'll bury you with the last man who did” My heart dropped. And she walks away like she owns the stars.

"And what's with the animal print onesie?" Alpha's face darkened, his hand on the shaft of his spear. But he restrained himself. He took a deep breath and approached the group. "Greetings, people of this land," he said, his voice deep and resonant. "I am Alpha Valle, I come in search of my Luna." The humans snickered, their eyes flicking to his dreadlocks and back to his face. "Luna? You look like you just stepped out of a bad 90s music video," one of them sneered.

Like she was lying, or at least not telling the whole truth. And somehow the diary clicked in my mind. But why? Why would Luna be in this acclaimed omega house, if she wasn’t an omega? How can she be dead if she was Luna of this pack? Asking questions to my housemates was a waste of time and I sort of figured out why they had been near-casted aside. They were a dreary bunch and ran my patience very low. Then I heard the alpha’s name. It’s a name I have heard from time to time but never really thought much about it. Soren. Only after that night when the luna denied a diary that it all click inside my head. Sheila had been too stunned to talk.

"What do you mean, Ayla?" "I mean I can't perform the sacred ceremony to pray for and raise Mireya as a Luna." Ayla dared to look into Usher's eyes and finished her statement. "As long as I and the entire pack live, we recognize only Vione Celestia Munest as the Luna of Alpha Usher Thorne." *

The white tables stood firm under the weight of feast and colorful flowers everywhere. She was stunned. Lycans and Werewolves stared at the sight of her. “Welcome and thank you for coming.” His voice boomed. “It is my greatest pleasure to announce with you all... that I had finally found my mate. Uneece Ravene, your queen—the Luna, will rule by my side as my equal.” The warriors behind them tapped their spear loud as it echoed, then all his people chanted and heads bowed, and they knelt down. “Hail to the Alpha of all Alphas! Hail to the Luna of all Lunas!” Their unified voices shook the crystal chandeliers.

“You shamed me today.” “You shamed me first,” I said. My voice was even. His eyes darkened. “I am the Alpha. I cannot be shamed. You are mine. My belonging. I can do with you as I please.” “I am not a thing,” I answered. “I am a Luna. You said it yourself.” He stepped closer. His boots hit the floor hard. “A Luna who cannot give me an heir,” he said, his voice sharp, “is not a Luna at all. She is useless. She is broken.”

Lauren has spent her life unwanted, an orphan, a wolf who cannot shift, and an omen to the pack she calls home. When her best friend becomes pregnant with Lauren’s mate’s child, the last fragile piece of her life is ripped away, and she vanishes into the First Woods. But the woman who returns is no longer the girl they cast aside. A hidden bloodline stirs within her, awakening a power that could reshape the pack, and forcing the Alpha who shattered her heart to confront what she has become.

She waves. Luna Estelle doesn’t wave at me, she hugs me hello and goodbye, but she didn't hug me once. She focused on Aeliana and her pathetic attempt at being the victim. She hurt herself on purpose and roped Luna Estelle into doing her dirty work for her. I see what she’s doing, she wants to get closer to Kingston, to replace me but she won’t. Alpha Kingston loves me. She may replace me in his Mother's eyes but she won't replace me in the loving eyes of the pack, not even in Kingston’s bed.